My Heart Is Weighed and Found Wanting, Kabul

o my heart, with it's eyes turned inwards
o my heart, who can understand it?
and i'm calling you out
for your selfish grip
while the refugees around me
are raising their voices

o my heart, at the bottom of the ocean
dense and compressed
nothing can move it
and i'm calling you out
yeah, i'm calling you out
come on, show yourself a man now
show yourself a man

come on, show yourself a man